This is a song about "The blitz"

Where the ball meets the wall

Just as you rose you will fall

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

But it's still cool just to dream man because

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

I get my cake; i love hip hop

From the bottom to the top

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care